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Chloe was laying on her bed working on a new story when the phone rang. She wasn't expecting anyone to call and anyone who wanted her would come to her room to find her. The phone rang again and she reached over to answer it.



"Hello?"

"My life was a lot easier when I hated you."

Chloe was shocked into silence for a moment and then... "Tori?"

"Of course, Tori, who else would it be." A pause. "Wait, is there someone at that school of yours giving you a hard time? I won't allow that. I'll come down there and kick their ass and then get Simon to do one of his new showy spells to set them on fire and put the fear of us into them."

"No!" Chloe said quickly. "There's no one here that's giving me a hard time."

"Good, because you're too nice to be treated like that."

Chloe shook her head. "This coming from the person that greeted me with the information that her life was easier when she hated me?"

"Oh, well that's just me. I get away with that because you're mine..." There was a growl in the background. "...oh all right, so you're ours and no one gets to treat you like shit without some kind of retaliation."

Chloe shook her head. Sometimes being best friends with Tori was special. Sometimes in one of those dear god I have a migraine ways, too.

"So what's new with you, Chloe? How are your new classes? What classes are you taking? When do you get your next break from classes?"

Chloe frowned, getting an idea of what Tori was asking.

"Tori, what's going on? Is there trouble at Andrew's?"

"Not trouble, exactly."

"Tori..."

"Andrew thinks it's time that we're introduced to some more of his group that want to take down the Edison Group and destroy Lyle House and their other secret labs of freaks like us."

Chloe swallowed hard, not liking where this could be going.

"Thing is, the others don't want to gather unless all four of us are together and Derek doesn't want you to come back from that school of yours until we know this whole thing is safe and you won't get hurt."

"Because little Chloe can't handle all of these scary people and the changes they mean." Yes, there was bitterness in her words.

"It's not like that, Chloe. We're not sure we can trust these people and you're the most powerful necromancer that Edison has ever seen. They want you back bad -- as does your father."

Chloe felt the surge of guilt about that. "He's still looking for me?"

"Yeah, it's been a whole year and he still hasn't given up and if what your aunt said in her letter to you is true..."

"Yeah, I know. I can't trust him with what I am."

"I'm sorry, Chloe, really."

"I know you are, Tori." Just like Chloe was very sorry that Tori's own father had betrayed her when she needed him.

"I can't just up and disappear from classes when they've just started."

"We know that, and Derek and Andrew would pitch a fit about it."

Chloe flipped through the semester schedule that she was given when she signed up for classes. "Ok, look. According to the handbook, we have a fall break. It's a week long. I can come then and if something happens where I disappear and don't come back... most of the people here will just assume my family kept me home and not that I disappeared."

"We're not going to let anything like that happen to you, Chloe."

"We don't anything about any of these other people except that Andrew says they're his friends and that they want to destroy Edison. Simon trusts Andrew because he was a friend of his father. Derek's not sure that he trusts him and you don't trust anybody besides the three of us."

Tori lowered her voice. "So, find someone there at the school that you trust. Tell them what's happening and that if you're not back at the school by a certain date, you're in trouble and need help."

"Derek will flip if I do that."

"Derek will deal. He just wants you safe and secure. We all want that." There was the sound of the door closing. "Look, Chloe, I have to go. Let me know when your fall break is and we can make the arrangements for then."

"All right. Bye, Tori."

"Bye Chloe."



Chloe listened to the dial tone for a moment before she hung up the phone. She laid back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling.

Who would she warn that something could happen to her and keep her from coming back? Especially if not coming back meant that Edison had won whatever battle might happen with Andrew's friends and she was terminated?

"Gah." She rolled over on her stomach, burying her face in her pillow. Terminated. Because the Edison Group considered them experiments instead of people. And if you were one of their failed experiments, they didn't kill you because you were nothing more than a science project. They simply terminated the experiment.

So who could she tell? Who would she tell?

Ino, definitely. She was Ino's Rookie and she would definitely want to know if something could happen to her. Mitchell? Yes. She was sure that he would have a seriously problem with someone wanting to kill his student. Reno? Well, Ino was his Rookie and she was Ino's Rookie. Would that make him want to know or not know? Karla? Kennedy? Faith? K-Mart?

Chloe groaned again. Nothing like a reality check from the friends who were on the run with you to kill a cheerful mood.


[[OOC: Door and post open.]]



Date: 2010-09-03 01:30 am (UTC)
intraspective: (grin in mostly b&w)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
After visiting her common room, Ino wandered down a floor looking for a Rookie.

She could like and say that her Rookie-senses (stolen from Reno) were tingling, but really it was just that they hadn't yet had ice cream and so Ino was planning to bug her about that.

"... What'd the ceilin' ever do to you to deserve a sound like that, Rookie?"

Date: 2010-09-03 01:45 am (UTC)
intraspective: (huh?)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Common room is swarming with people," she said cheerfully, inviting herself in and wandering over to eye Chloe. "And ceiling groaning phone calls ain't a good thing, I shouldn't think. Don't take you as the sort to like that sort of thing anyway."

That was her roundabout way of wanting to know what was up.

Date: 2010-09-03 01:56 am (UTC)
intraspective: (glance down)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
Ino flopped down on the bed, pulling her legs up under her, and plopped her chin in one hand while she considered that.

"Need a ninja, Rookie?" Ino asked, frowning at her. "If you do, you got one."

Date: 2010-09-03 02:07 am (UTC)
intraspective: (civilian)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"I am skilled with the mind," she said, twirling a bit of hair around one finger. Though she hadn't been reading Chloe's mind, just--well. Rookie was in trouble.

Rookie needed help. Therefore...

"Rescues ain't my specialty," she said, leaning over to try and tug gently on Chloe's hair, with a smile. "But for you? I can make an exception. Will make an exception." No one touched her Rookie and got away with it.

Date: 2010-09-03 02:25 am (UTC)
intraspective: (badass glasses girl)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Always plan for the worst, right?" she said, smiling. "And that way you can be pleasantly surprised when it goes well."

Ino chewed on her lower lip.

"What do you know 'bout these people you're meeting?"

Date: 2010-09-03 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] likethestore.livejournal.com
K-Mart had to wander by Chloe's room. Two reasons. One, just because. And two, also just because. (Well, and the matter of she hadn't really seen her little sibling in a while and that kind of thing just wasn't gonna fly.)

So that would be K-Mart in the doorway, looking confused at Chloe.

"No suffocating yourself, please. I'm not gonna be the one to tell Tori you suffered self-inflicted death by pillow. She'd kill me."

Date: 2010-09-03 03:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] likethestore.livejournal.com
"So... Why with the suffocating?" K-Mart asked. "Do I need to start worrying about something?"

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